2070 CRAY, January 10.

I know that Suoso... Small, muffled sounds continued.

The clock on the wall, pointing exactly in the direction of 5... This is a fixed habit that Qinghe has developed over the past few decades.

"Good morning, Kuzuru."

After whispering hello to the sleeping empty crane, Kiyowa tapped on her pretty face... The place where he and she are now is called: Xiliu Soul Street Runlin'an.

The proposal on September 22, 2068 was accepted by Shiba Haiyan as expected... It was supposed to be a natural thing.

But Qinghe's wish not to leave was still shattered... Zhibo and his wife worked together to "sweep him and the empty crane away".

Qinghe, who walked out of the bedroom, washed up in 5 minutes as usual, and then materialized the Eight Mirrors and prepared to start a one-day practice: the cultivation at 50 times the density of the spirit child was really not a simple thing at first sight.

Even with his physical fitness, he only spent nearly 15 hours in it... At first, he couldn't even stand upright.

"Come on."

Xiao Hei's voice sounded suddenly, Qinghe closed his eyes, and then opened them to the world of light.

"Is it already possible?" Qinghe had expectation and curiosity on his face.

"Well, I'm a little late... Remember, watch your soul and don't get lost in the turbulence of time. Xiao Hei told again uneasily.

"I'm still pretty confident in willpower... Let's go. ”

Qinghe raised the corners of his mouth confidently... The Hontama he retrieved was recovered by Yamamoto, and he took Urahara and Nirvana with him and sealed it.

If nothing else, I'm afraid no one will find this thing... But he also gained enough benefits: the soul density was increased from the seventh rank to the ninth rank.

If you continue to practice as you are now, it will only take 10 years... He was able to raise the eighth-rank spiritual pressure to the ninth-rank, and truly became a super-captain-level existence.

"If you get lost in it, the master won't save you... You only have one chance, so you must seize it. ”

For Qinghe's self-confidence, Xiao Hei expressed disdain... Then His whole body began to melt.

Qinghe quietly looked at the scene in front of him... Like a curtain of flowing water, His body gradually turned into a stone gate.

On this door, there are many patterns engraved after he dismantled... This is the source of his strength, the "door of truth" that belongs only to him.

No need to shout "open sesame" or chant complicated and lengthy incantations... Qinghe, who stepped forward, gently pushed, and the door opened.

Hum - the dense black little hands that followed, roughly enveloping Qinghe's body, dragged him into this door.

Squeak—a heavy sound sounded, and the door closed again.

This bright world has changed from day to night in an instant... Even above the heavenly dome, a large curtain of stars appeared, and countless silver rays of light were sprinkled in the stars.

Qinghe, who entered the door of truth, naturally couldn't see this scene, what he was experiencing now... It's familiar.

Because he is experiencing a memory time and space... Only his own.

Bylegon's ability to age, Tsukishima's ability to bookmark... Both have an acceleration time and an insertion time.

With the help of the system, what he needs to do now is... Take a trip down memory of your "future".

This "future" is naturally not fixed ... Like he said, there is no fate, life is just a choice again and again.

Every different choice is a new and unknown future... But some of these important things will not change.

If you can spy on something important in one of your future, then the risk you pay this time is completely worth it:

Mao Calendar, in 2025, he appears in the present world... Ignorant and ignorant, he entered an orphanage and was subsequently killed by Void.

And Kiyowa is like an outsider... Indifferently and calmly looked at the ugliness of his struggle before death.

It was his first death... Today, Qinghe can also face it calmly.

This was followed by the appearance of Shibodu, entering the Soul Street, and living a hard life... The first time I advanced, I met Hibanya and Hinamori Momo, got the Slashing Knife, and got the magic bottle...

In this time passage full of his memories, Qinghe kept his state of mind without waves... After all, this is his memory, and if it is really substituted, what awaits him will be the loss of his soul.

When the time comes, he remains in the body of the outside world... It will become an empty shell without any soul.

The memories of watching the lights are still flashing one by one, fast but clear... Gradually, Qinghe felt tired.

This is normal ... The human brain does not record everything that happens around him, only what he notices.

But here, Qinghe is equivalent to "complete memory"... In this very short period of time, the impact of this memory is huge.

There is no time to think about whether he insists on it or not, what Qinghe is doing now is frantically and calmly sorting out his memories.

If he can't get over these difficulties until he reaches his mental limit... That's either quit or get lost here.

But as soon as he crossed what had happened, he was left with a landscape that he had never seen before.

Maybe it's a moment, maybe it's a decade, maybe... Kiyowa couldn't calculate how much time had passed.

When he felt his soul swell, the picture finally came to that night... Wedding night.

That night, the girl untied the belt of her kimono, and her pretty face was flushed, so gentle that he couldn't take his eyes off it.

"Seeing" the peace here, the mood finally fluctuated... But he had to force it down.

Even if you look at yourself and Kuzuru doing that kind of "shameful" thing... It feels weird, after all, it's not a memory, it's really "watching".

The picture turned sharply again, and the embarrassing things that made him pass, and time finally came to that unknown territory.

In 2071, 2072... In 2080... Memories went from coherent to intermittent, with only occasional fragments, making it impossible for Kiyowa to organize the cause and effect.

Click... An unrepeatable voice came from his soul, and Kiyowa knew he was going to stop his only exploration.

"Hold on for another 3 seconds."

After making a decision, Qinghe gathered all his thoughts... Look at the flashing clips.

Airplanes... Before the arrival of the last moment, Qinghe saw a huge main city with a magnificent atmosphere and full of Western style.

In that picture... Armed with bows and arrows, soldiers dressed in the style of the Exterminator fought with the Grim Reaper armed with swords.

And one of the backs is himself... Blood flowed, and it was embarrassing.

Squeak... Once again, the door of truth is opened, the starlight fades, and the light returns.

Qinghe, who was thrown out by the little black hands, lay on the bright ground like mud, and didn't want to move.

Now his whole body is in a state of spinning... Qinghe even wondered if his head would be blown up by these memories in the next moment.

But the blessing of the hedgehog head and the sister's hand... Qinghe also knows that this is just because there are too many short-term memories, so it is impossible for human beings to be overwhelmed by memory.

Xiao Hei, who has returned to the state of black briquettes, shows a wicked smile... He quickly came to Qinghe's side and stretched out his little hand: pok, poke, poke...

Qinghe could only throw him a weak white eye... Wait for you to die.

"Just be alive, what do you see?"

“…”

Qinghe doesn't even have the strength to speak... It's good that this guy is just the carrier this time.

Otherwise... The empty crane is really going to be seen.

Although he can't move, his memory can still be opened, and Qinghe shows those trivial fragments to Xiao Hei.

"Sure enough, your understanding of time is still too superficial... If it's your teacher, I'm afraid the picture will be coherent. ”

Xiao Hei, who accepted the memory, dragged his chin... What Kiyowa needs to do now is to put his memories in order, and he will use this time to extract useful information from the memory fragments.